The final war

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“I think that this spell could be useful to us for the fight with this water creature. It looks that we are quite effective in its usage already. We must continue with its practising during the next days.” said Dim Dym to Maeve. The day was almost over and they were finishing their training of magic. “How much time we still have, my Master?” asked Maeve. “She is very close to the solution of this, Maeve. I feel it. They will appear there in a few days.” “Maybe it is the right time to tell me more about our searching for this mysterious source of the good. What is it? You never want to talk about it and the time where we will need to use it is coming. Will it be so dangerous for us to get it? Or use it?” asked Maeve. “I will tell you about it very early as I promised. But not today.” proclaimed Dim Dym. He raised his hand when he saw that she wants to object something. It can not be anything pleasant when he tries to avoid talking about it every time when I start with it. she thought .“It looks that our new neighbours are returning.” said Dim Dym and he pointed out from the window of their small cottage. Rongar and Barada slowly went to the cottage and they started to build a fire near it. Rongar caught a few fishes in the small pond and Barada brought a full armload of wood.

“I think that we will have a nice evening today.” turned Dim Dym to Maeve. “I noticed how glad you are that you had met with someone from your family again. I know that it was hard to get used to the staying here for you.” “You always were here for me, my Master.” whispered Maeve. “But I am only one part of your life. The next important part was staying on the board of Nomad, my Dear.” said Dim Dym. Maeve did not say anything; she only slightly nodded her head. They came out of the cottage to the both men. “I could care about fire, boys.” she commented their activity. Rongar shook his hand disapprovingly and he was continuing with the preparation of fire. “I hope that you will tell me something about the life on the board of Nomad during this year. I saw only pieces from your adventures and I am curious about my other friends.“ She turned more to Barada. “I know that we met for the first time today, but..” “I know about you a lot, the lady. I heard a lot of stories about you from Doubar, Firouz and the others.” He smiled a little. “Your fight with the giant in the Valley of Colossus is the favourite story of Doubar. He said that you were amazing there. I had a feeling sometimes that we have already met.“ noted Barada. Rongar started to roast one of these fishes. He nodded to Barada and they brought two big logs which laid nearby.

Rongar and Barada sat together on one log and Maeve with Dim Dym took place on the opposite site of the fire. Rongar pointed to the hills above them. “We noticed other people during our fishing. They do not join to us?” asked Barada. “We do not live all together on this island. There are five next people except us. Some of them lost their hope that they will get out of this island a long time ago. The sorcerers who saved themselves before the creature are here for the longest time, around eight years. They know about people who were here over thirty and more years. Some of them started to be crazy from this, some of them decided to leave this island although they realized that they do not get into the normal world without the incantation.” said Maeve. “They doubt that the next attempt to get from this island will be more successful than the previous. It will be difficult to overcome this water creature. I would lie to you, if I said something different.” noted Dim Dym. There was silence for a few moments among them. “We should try to forget to this thing for this evening at least.” offered Maeve after that. Rongar smiled at her. He cut off a nice piece of the meat from the fish and he offered it to Maeve.

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The conversation started to develop after a few first pieces of a fish. Maeve was interested about anything which was related with the life on Nomad the most. They could talk about many unpleasant moments which took place in the outside world in last months, but they decided to pretend that these things do not exist for this evening. Rongar showed Maeve a new improved knife handle which was created by Firouz for him and this turned talking towards his new inventions very quickly.

“Firouz had already started to think about the improvement of pump system on the ship months before my disappearance. “noted Maeve. “But he was still occupied by so many things. I am quite surprised that he really finished this.” “He was saying all time, that he only needs a good idea for this improvement. And it was Rongar who gave him this idea finally, I am right?” asked Barada to Rongar. Rongar raised his eyes towards the sky and slightly smiled. “Firouz said very frequently that you have the soul of a real inventor.” looked Maeve at Rongar. “And Firouz always can count on him the most, when he needs some help with these toys.” patted Barada the Rongar’s shoulder. “When we landed in a port again, he immediately started to improve the pump system. We stayed in this port for five days because of this, if I remember it correctly.” continued Barada with this story. Rongar shook his head disapprovingly and showed six fingers to Maeve. “There were some troubles with these improvements at first.” remembered Barada. “Firouz took a half of men on the ship and they were working on it with him all days.” Rongar pointed out his finger at himself, he pointed at Barada after that. “Doubar was mumbling that it will not be a storm which sinks our ship all this time but that Firouz manages it earlier.” Maeve laughed. “Probably the same man as I remember him. Our great tubby.” “Patience never was a strong side of Doubar. As his teacher, I must know it.” commented it Dim Dym. Rongar nodded with a light smile. Barada ate a nice piece of meat and he continued “The fact is that something broke in the below deck one night and we were woken up by a huge stream of sea water flowing inside. Strock and Bosley have reminisced to this experience until present days. Doubar noted that Firouz can be lucky that he sleeps a little farther from the wall.” The conversation was interrupted for a moment, Rongar started to roast a new fish and Barada put two logs on the fire. “In any case, Firouz successfully finished his improvements. And when we got into a strong storm a few weeks ago, how much useful these improvements showed to be!” finished Barada the story. “Doubar praised the Firouz’s activity after this adventure very much. He said that he never doubted about the success of this.” “Of course not.” noted Maeve with a light smile.

“And what about Dermott? Is he fine?” Rongar nodded and touched his heart, after that he pointed out Maeve. “I have never left him for such a long time.” said Maeve a little sadly. Dim Dym firmly grabbed her shoulder. “Bryn cares about him greatly.” assured her Barada. "I know it. It looks that she is a special woman." answered Maeve. Silence was there for a moment, Barada returned to the discussion about Dermott after that. “Sometimes he sits on the masthead and watches the ocean ahead of him.” added Barada. “He probably watches the end of horizon ahead of him and he thinks if you are somewhere at this end, my dear.” said Dim Dym encouragingly to Maeve. It looked that she was not listening him for a moment. She looked into the ground and said to herself sotto voce. “I still owe him a promise…” Barada looked at Rongar questioningly but Rongar shook his head and frowned a little. Barada apologetically raised his hands into the air. Maeve raised her eyes to the men on the opposite side of fire again, prepared to talk again.

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“And what about…” started Maeve to talk again but she did not finish this question and she looked somewhat sheepishly. The memories related to Sinbad were not pleasant for her at all. She was curious about him as well about the others but she still hesitated to reveal her feelings for him before the other people. Not for a reason that she would be ashamed of them or something like this. When she got into this world, she fully realized how much he really means for her for the first time and how much she regrets that she did not reveal her feelings to him. She swore herself that she will not miss a next chance for this if she manages to return back to the crew. But she wanted to say it to him as the first person. During her whole staying with Dym Dim in this realm, her feelings for Sinbad were a forbidden topic for her. Dim Dym was feeling what happens in her soul but when he inconspicuously tried to talk about it one day, Maeve showed politely but clearly to him that she does not wish to talk about his topic. Dim Dym respected this attitude and he did not try to talk about his topic again. The magic connection between the hidden realm and the real world was not so strong and for this reason she and Dim Dym could watch only small pieces from events which took place on the board of Nomad. She did not have so much news about Sinbad for all this time. She was thinking sometimes if Sinbad misses her so much as she misses him. It looked like this according the rare moments when she saw him. And now, there were two people from the crew, two people who spend a lot of time with Sinbad during this year and who could give a clear answer to this question to her. And she was afraid a little if this answer will be the same as she wished.

Rongar and Barada understood what was hidden behind her unfinished question. They exchanged embarrassed glances at first. Rongar was aware very well of the fact how things really are between his captain and Maeve. Barada heard about this topic enough for making a right conclusion as well. He scratched on his head; he was looking at Rongar for a few moments almost with envy that he cannot talk. But despite of this, it was Rongar who gave Maeve a desired answer. He simply touched his heart and pointed to Maeve. He took a little twig from the ground and broke it in the half. He grabbed each of them in one hand and spread his arms apart. A painful grimace was running through his face during this. He laid both these halves on the ground in the close proximity and his face showed relief and happiness. A wide smile appeared on the lips of Maeve on the other side of the fire.

I knew it. I always knew it. How could I doubt about him at all? she thought. She would not have needed a next assurance which came from the Barada’s mouth hesitantly a minute after that. “He misses you, undoubtedly. We all know it.” Maeve simply nodded. Barada was little ashamed of his lack of bravery in this case and he thanked Rongar by patting on his back. He tried to do it without noting from the side of Maeve but he was not sure if he was successful. Rongar put a nice piece of meat to Maeve and he firmly grasped her hand for a moment. “Did I mention how Doubar guided our ship into a wrong strait one time?” asked Barada. “No, but I am curious of it.” said Maeve. Rongar sat on his place again.

[Doubar]

Yay, a new part of your story.

[Firouz]

Great that the crew is getting closer to bringing DymDym and Maeve and Rongar and Barada back to them!

[manche]

Nov 28, 2015 20:19:01 GMT -5 Firouz said:

Great that the crew is getting closer to bringing DymDym and Maeve and Rongar and Barada back to them!

Yes, they are on the way to get their friends out of this place. I will continue with this part of the story but I wanted to show what became in the lost realm after Rongar and Barada appeared there.

[Firouz]

Yea, I like how you also mentioned the others lost there, and how they had given up o ever being able to leave. It gives the place a more humanistic reality despite being sent their through magic.

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The nice evening continued for a long time. Maeve reminded a few adventures from the past, Barada was telling a story about his joining to the crew. Dim Dym did not stay as long as the others. “ I am becoming too old for this kind of entertainment.” he simply explained and he returned to the cottage. The rest stayed for some time by the fire. Rongar taught Maeve and Barada a few basic movements with knifes. “Could you teach me something more from your martial arts, Rongar?” asked Barada. Rongar smiled and patted on his shoulder.

It was after midnight when they went to sleep finally. “You can share our cottage with us, boys. You do not have to sleep outside as some invaders.” offered Maeve to them. Rongar smiled and he waved his hand dismissively. “We will stay close to the fire. For a case that we will get taste for a next piece of fish during the night.” joked Barada. Maeve did not try to push on them again, but she said “Wait a moment. I will bring something to you.” She headed to the cottage after that. Barada looked inquiringly at Rongar who only shrugged. After a minute, she appeared in the door of the cottage again. She had two blankets in her arms and she went to the both men. “Where does it appear here?” asked Barada. Maeve only smiled and said “Magic.” Rongar laughed and he took one blanket from her. “The good night, boys.” said Maeve and she returned to the cottage. Rongar put the last log into the fire. When he started to unfold his blanket a minute later, Barada was already sleeping.

It was a strange night for Rongar. He was lying under a starry sky and he could not fall asleep for a longer time. The silence of the night was interrupted only by crackling of the fire and Barada’s light snoring. A lot of thoughts were running through his mind. Rongar did not know what time was when he decided to stand up, but the fire almost burned down. He slowly went closer to the sea. He was watching waves in front of him and he was thinking. He was in the good mood almost whole day, pleased by the reunion with Maeve and he really believed that Maeve, Bryn and Dim Dym will manage to return them to the outside world again. His thoughts were heading in another direction now. This whole staying in the realm reminded him an unclosed chapter of his life. After more than three years, the moor was thinking about it again. He was surprised by the fact, how greatly he remembers all these unpleasant details. He sometimes though that they are not present in his mind anymore. I was wrong. realized Rongar.

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The city of Bollnah – four years ago

“I will give a short speech to the citizens very soon. This new information could calm them down a little.” said the prince Rongar. He was standing in front of the mirror and he was buttoning the last button of his ceremonial dress. One of his advisors, Hooran, was there together with. “People are really very outraged, my Prince. These thieves managed to cause a lot of harm to our kingdom. We were not able to stop them and now? The king Aldwin managed to capture their leader during a few days in his city.” “I agree that it does not cast the best light on us. But we used all our resources for their catching. We did everything what was possible for it, I stand on this. I am very curious to hear how he managed to do it.” Rongar turned to his advisor and he asked him. “When does he arrive to the port? I should be waiting for him.” Hooran scratched his head and he said “He talked about three o'clock in his letter, my Prince.” “It gives us some time.” smiled Rongar a little.

The door of the chamber opened and remaining two advisors of Rongar entered inside. “You should not wait with this speech for a longer time, my Prince.” said Ali Rashid. “There started to appear some rumours that our royal court cooperates with these robbers. A few our guards were already attacked by people outside.” Rongar was thinking about it only for a moment. “ I am ready to give a speech immediately.” “But not without me, my Prince. Some of these fools could try to hurt you.“ This voice sounded from the neighbouring room. The bodyguard of the prince entered into the room. “And I will probably choose some next men from my unit.” he added. “I think that you are exaggerating this situation a little, dear Mustapha.” shook Rongar his head. “People are upset, but the fact that the leader of the robbers was captured, will bring relief to them. His companions are only a question of time. Coming with the entire unit of soldiers could give them an idea that I have a reason to be scared. You can go with me, Mustapha and you can take one man.”

The moor turned to his advisors. “One of you will accompany me into the port later. Hooran, you can immediately announce people that I will make declaration about these unfortunate events.” Hooran nodded and he went out on the balcony. Rongar motioned Mustapha to come closer to him. “I believe that I will manage to calm people quickly. But if it did not work so quickly...” He grabbed the shoulder of Mustapha. “My sister wants to visit a friend in the town tonight.” he slowly continued. “Your men will go with her and protect her against any possible danger, do you understand?” “As you wish, my Prince.” smiled Mustapha. “People are prepared, my Prince.” said Hooran who returned from the balcony.

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Rongar went out to the balcony in the company of Mustapha and the next member of the unit, the soldier called Bassar. He smiled and he raised his hand into the air for greeting of his people who did not look very pleasantly at this moment. They were also shouting some insults towards the moor. “These robbers caused irremediable damages to my business. And what our ruler did about it? Nothing.” shouted an older man. “Our fields were burned by this group. They must be arrested immediately.” screamed a farmer. He even had a rock in his hand and he threw it toward the balcony the full force. He missed about quite a big piece but the crowd cheered excitedly. “My dear citizens” shouted Rongar into the noise by his strong voice. The crowd went silent for a moment. Rongar immediately used this chance. He noticed that both his bodyguards have a hand on the hilt of their swords and he gave Mustapha an almost imperceptible glance. Both bodyguards gave their hands off the swords slowly.

“I know that the last weeks were really hard for all of us, my friends.” started the prince. “I fully understand your emotions. I did everything what was in my power to catch these rogues, but I must admit to you that even this was not enough. I have already made necessary steps for improving of our situation. I will buy sufficient amount of crops from neighbouring islands, I can promise to you that you will not suffer from hunger. I and my advisors discuss options for improvement of our business.” He stopped to talk for a moment and he looked around. People calmed a little and they looked that they are listening with interest now. “You will get your justice now. The man who led these robbers was arrested and he will be transported to our island during three hours. He will be arrested according our laws. We will gain information about the location of his men from him all necessary means. It will certainly lead to their capture and the situation of our country...”

He stopped to talk for a moment again and not without a reason. There appeared a bigger group of men behind the crowd which was heading to the castle. He recognized three faces in this group. There was a local, well-known thief Birus who was arrested several times for petty thefts in the city. Next to him was one of his soldiers, the man called Nerus, who was seriously ill for last two weeks according the words of the local doctor. But it was the man at the head of the group whose presence surprised Rongar the most. It was the expected king Aldwin from the neighbouring kingdom. He should arrive a little later. And why he took so many soldiers with him? Rongar thought. The moor looked toward the door leading to the balcony and he was surprised for the second time. The door was closed now which was not very usual during similar speeches. The crowd started to make noise again a little. Rongar tried to follow up on his previous speech quickly.” As I said, our situation...” But his speech was interrupted again by a screaming voice. “You are talking about justice, you robber? You made harm to your own kingdom and now you tried to do the same thing to my kingdom?"

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Rongar was confused for a moment, unable to speak. “Dear Aldwin, I do not understand your words. I thought that we are friends. Coming into my house so unexpectedly and with some insulting accusations...” he started to talk again but he was interrupted very quickly. “I know everything about your plan, you traitor. This man pretended to be a rich merchant on my island.” Aldwin pointed at the thief Birus. “He had your royal seal. Only king can grant this seal, or I am wrong?” He was waving this seal over his head for a moment. Rongar recognized his royal emblem even from the distance. “I would never suspect him from the connection with these robbers, when he had this. When one of your men appeared in my palace with the suspicion of your involvement with these robbers, I wanted to arrest him on the spot. I would never believe that he could have the truth. But he had.” Nerus stood up closer to the king Aldwin, looked around the square and nodded. “I swear you, that I would never do something like this. I do not have any idea how he could gain this seal. It is certainly only a fake. And you, Nerus, you have a lot of things to explain to me. Maybe you three could go inside and we will find the truth together.” The moor overcame the first shock and he was thinking with the clear head again. “You can take some of your soldiers inside if you don’t really believe me, but not the whole unit.” Don’t do it, the king Aldwin. It is a trick. He wants your kingdom for yourself. He wanted to weak it with the help of these robbers.” sounded the new, but well-known voice behind the Rongar’s back.

Rongar, Mustapha and Bassar turned almost at the same time. The door to the balcony was open again, but the view was much worse behind it than in the square. There were many soldiers with swords in their hands who pointed at these three men on the balcony. Ali Rashid was standing in the front of the group, it was him who said these last words. One member of the prince’s security guard was lying dead on the carpet with the slashed throat and the two remaining members were held as hostages with knives in front of their faces. “What does it mean? What did you do with Ellam? Release my men, immediately.” shouted Mustapha angrily and he reached for the sword. Rongar grabbed his shoulder softly. Mustapha nodded and Rongar went closer to Ali Rashid. “I am your king, Rashid. All of you.” he turned to the soldiers.” Release these men immediately. I do not know what game you are playing, but you will pay for your betrayal.” Rashid looked at soldiers behind him. Suddenly, his right hand moved and hit Rongar into the head. Rongar fell on the ground, he bumped his head into the wall during the fall. Mustapha and Bassar reached for the swords but they were stopped by the soldiers. Mustapha tried to get closer to Rongar but he was surrounded by dozen of men at this point. “If you try to hurt him, you weasel...” whispered Mustapha hatefully.

Rashid did not notice him at all and moved closer to the balcony. “Rongar is not my king anymore.“ he muttered toward Mustapha. He addressed the present people in the square. “My dear citizen, I gained the suspicion that our prince works together with these robbers a few weeks ago. It was me who sent Nerus to the neighbouring kingdom when these robbers appeared there as well. Unfortunately, I was not wrong. He wanted to extend the boundaries of his kingdom. He wanted to weak the power of the realm of the king Aldwin and forced to give him the reign over his kingdom. He certainly planned to attack more kingdoms by this method. His own seal and inability to capture them in our kingdom are the proofs of this. We don’t have any different choice. Rongar violated against our laws. He will be arrested and righteously judged.” “Ali Rashid saved our kingdom before the bane. Long live to Ali Rashid.” shouted the soldier Nerus and few next voices joined to him. Rongar was already standing and watching this scene disbelievingly. He could not do anything at this moment, soldiers found his small sword hidden under his ceremonial dress. Mustapha and Bassar were disarmed as well at this point. And the superiority of unfriendly soldiers was overwhelming.

[Firouz]

Wow, Ali Rashid definately made a nice smooth coup de'tat!

[manche]

Thank you, dear Firouz for your interest and your nice words.

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How could Ali Rashid do something like this? was thinking Rongar. He worked as my advisor for seven years, I consider him to be a friend. How long he was planning the takeover of my kingdom? I sometimes have a feeling that it was only a bad dream and I will find one day that this event never happened how I remember it. Rongar shook his head with a light smile.

Ali Rashid gained the power in the country very soon after the arrest of Rongar. A lot of people saw him as a hero immediately after this event. Those people, who were hesitating and still wanted to believe the young prince, were from the bigger part convinced after the famous victory of Rashid above the rest of the robbers. He found the location of them from the leader Birus and he sent a group of soldier to capture them after the deal with the king Aldwin. These robbers did not want to give up and six of them died in the fight with soldiers, only two of them survived and were brought back to Bollnah. They took soldiers into a cave where were hidden some stolen items. Rashid returned them back to their owners and his popularity among people even increased. Despite this, Rashid realised that Rongar still has supporters in the country. He would not have hesitated to kill him, but he wanted to look as a benevolent ruler in front of the people. He let Rongar and the men from his unit alive, but he sent them into the exile forever under the threat of death. As a fuse, he ordered to capture all relatives of these five people. His units captured the Rongar’s sister during the rebellion, but she escaped with the usage of her magic. He managed to capture the family of the bodyguard Simeon, but the younger brother of Bassar managed to escape from the city with his own family and he let to the safety an old mother of Mustapha and his younger sister as well. According some rumours, Zorah was in this group of refugees as well, but it was never confirmed. The last bodyguard Callum did not have any family. Rashid ordered to cut out the tongue of Rongar before his releasing, from the part for his next humiliation. He also did not want that Rongar could talk about his version of the story with anyone else. Rongar tried to find some traces after Zorah and rest of the refugees after that at first, his bodyguards were helping him. But the investigation found nothing although it took over one year. One after another, the ways of these five men gradually separated. Mustapha was the only man with whom Rongar stayed in touch.

The things are sometimes really strange. the moor realised. Yes, I am still missing my small sister and I still have some hope that I will see her again, but I never thought that I will think about Bollnah again. Was this chapter really ended for me? Certainly not, although I almost managed to persuade mys... “Are you alright, Rongar?” interrupted his thoughts the words of Maeve. “I had a feeling that I am hearing some sounds outside.”

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Rongar looked at her for a moment and he lightly smiled. “I think that I recognize this expression. I also have it on my face sometimes. You are alright, really?” asked Maeve and she slowly touched his left shoulder. He returned her a touch for a moment and he looked towards the sea again. Maeve nodded, watched him for for a moment and she started to return to the cottage. She looked towards Rongar for the last time before she entered inside. “The ghosts of the past.” she quietly mumbled. Rongar started to think again, but he was more and more tired for this. The next thing which he clearly remembered was the sun on his face and a touch of someone on his shoulder. “You are too close, my friend. I thought that you don’t want to be woken up by the cold water of the tide.” sounded the Barada’s voice. Rongar sat and he saw the raising level of the water in front of him. He returned back to the fire. Barada prepared a piece of fish for breakfast; Dim Dym was there with him as well. Maeve appeared two minutes later with some fruit in her hands. She smiled at the moor and he returned her the smile. “Good morning to everyone, boys.”

During the day, Maeve was practising the spells with Dim Dym behind the cottage. He wanted to concentrate on the protection against the water demon and all other spells went aside for this day. “This fight is close, Maeve. Closer than we suspect at this moment.” Rongar started to teach Barada in his martial arts. Barada was quite handy in the fight, but he had a feeling this day that he is an inexperienced newbie. “I will knock you down to the earth at least once.” he promised to Rongar when he was standing up for the tenth time. Rongar only smiled and shrugged his shoulders. It was later in the afternoon when their training was interrupted by Maeve. She was running to them and she was shouting. “Go with me! Something important is happening right now!”

They followed her behind the cottage. Dim Dym was standing there with the blank expression on his face and he was surrounded by a weak yellow light. Rongar wanted to touch him, but Maeve stopped him. “I saw it several times before, Rongar. He is in contact with the powerful magic. We can only wait now.” They were standing there for a few minutes almost without breath when the light disappeared and Dim Dym’s face lost its absence. He started to cough and he was slowly sitting to the ground. Maeve, Rongar and Barada surrounded him and Maeve conjured some water for him into a bowl. Dim Dym was slowly recovering and he said only one sentence after that. “She already knows.”